I feel like death in a furnace.
I had a sore throat last night, and felt kind of dizzy, then woke up this morning after a nightmare that I was going to my parents auction and waited for a little while before going in, went to buy a magazine at a shop but they only had issues from the ’80s, so I called this guy Dan to see if he was coming, and he said he was but pulled out at the last minute.
So I decided to go in and I see a guy (we’ll call him Michael) standing at the back with the computers, the thing is, this guy Michael raped me when I was 16, my mum knows this and she had hired him. She made out like I was making a big deal out of nothing, I said I could’ve done the computer stuff (I did it for 4 years, I know the business almost as well as my Dad does). I sat down and the auction started, but I couldn’t take it and walked out, went to the bar to get a double vodka and red bull and handed over a twenty and the barman sprayed soda on each corner of the note, which turned the corners purple. I asked why and he said that’s what they all do nowadays, and a man next to me confirmed this. My mum came out and we had a blazing argument, I said she should be smacking him one not hiring him, and she was really insensitive and said “I hope you get a knife in your side” and stormed off. This is when I woke up.
I know none of that would ever happen, it’s just like my worst fears coming to life. I called my mum as soon as I woke up, coughing and spluttering and crying, she reassured me and told me to book a doctors appointment which I have done, she’s a qualified nurse and said she thinks I have a chest infection, I feel so awful, my temperature is through the roof, I’m shaky, dizzy, can’t stop coughing and my head is killing. I’ve got some lemsip but it’s not doing much yet. The earliest appointment was 2.30pm so I’ve got 4+ hours till I get any antibiotics and I just feel like sh1t.
I feel so stupid for getting so upset about the dream, but it really really got to me. I love my mum and she said it was probably anxiety coming out, and I dreamt about that because that was a worst possible scenario for me.
So yeah… that’s my sickly, coughing, spluttery rant. :(
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